Lucas Carter is struggling to find his place after moving to Seacrest and enrolling in Seacrest High.
As he settles in with a new group of friends, Lucas becomes caught in a complicated love triangle with Tyler, a closeted jock, and Alec, a my...
After practice, I climbed into Tyler's car, and a heavy silence fell upon us. The weight of unspoken words hung in the air, and my mind raced, repeating the events that had unfolded earlier. The engine roared to life, and we started winding down the road. The rhythmic hum of the car seemed to underscore the quiet tension between us.
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I stole glances at Tyler, trying to gauge his reaction, wondering if he'd heard from Maya he obviously had. His eyes remained focused on the road ahead, and his knuckles whitened as his grip grew tighter on the steering wheel. The air inside the car felt charged with unspoken emotions, creating a palpable discomfort.
As we neared my house, the tension peaked. Tyler pulled up to the curb, and the car idled for a moment. The engine's steady hum underscored the silence between us. I hesitated, unsure how to break the awkward stillness. Finally, Tyler turned off the ignition, and the sudden silence seemed almost louder than the subdued sounds of the car's cooling engine. I unbuckled my seatbelt, and the door creaked open. Stepping out onto the pavement, I felt the weight of the unresolved atmosphere lingering.
Tyler met my gaze briefly, his expression unreadable. "I'll see you tomorrow," he said, breaking the silence. I managed a nod, and with that, he pulled away, leaving me standing there, trying to make sense of it all.
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The moment I got to my room, I collapsed on my bed, staring at the dark ceiling above. Just then the rain had begun to fall outside matching the stormy weather within me. My thoughts were racing, everything seemed to flood my mind at once. Suddenly, the door opened, and my mom took a step inside. "Dinner's ready," she said, but I couldn't find the words to respond.
"Honey, did you hear me?" she spoke again. "Yeah," I finally replied. "Well, come down then," she continued. I pushed myself off the bed, wearied from practice and still caught in shock. Without bothering to change or shower, I wandered down to the dinner table, silently taking a seat. Liam, ever the observant brother, couldn't resist pointing out my state. "God, did you shower? You reek," he remarked, but I paid him no mind, picking at my food. As my mom asked about our day, Liam began his elaborate story about his, filling the air with his animated chatter. The table fell into a brief silence, and my dad noticed my subdued manner.
